‘I heard you had win the fight.’ Kim Hyung-Joong come to his room the next day. ‘And I heard that you had pledge your loyalty to Wang-seja jeonha. Good, well done.’

Seungri’s mind digested the Chief Guard’s words. ‘Can I ask you something? he said but pause for a moment. 'Did you drug me when I taking the bath.’

‘What do you mean? There’s no drug,’ Kim Hyung-Joong sound a bit shock.

‘But, there must be something,’ Seungri said curiously. ‘I remember they has lit-up some scent.’

‘Oh, the scent? Nothing harm about it. It has mild effect. Wang-seja jeonha instruct me to use it.’

‘Did wang-seja jeonha say to give specific amount?’ Seungri ask, his suspicious went deeper.

‘Yes,’ Kim Hyung-Joong reply. ‘Wang-seja  jeonha said to put it more than usual because it helps to soothe the pain on your body, he want you to relax.  You see Wang-seja jeonha really care for you.'

'Yes, I feel really grateful to know about that,’ Seungri reply.

He was about to explode, Seungri realised. This is the eight days he sit in his room doing absolutely nothing. On the first day they had prepare a special massage to threat his injury and bruise.

But nothing happen on the second day,  the third day until the seven day. No one had enter his room except the slave that sent his food. The time pass in this ‘beautiful’ prison has really test his limit.

He suppose to be grateful because he had able to spend his 'peaceful' time in his room rather spend it in the ring and fight whoever opponent the crown prince had personally choose.

Or maybe he prefer to fight. With a specific pain-in-the- purple eyes crown prince.

The trip to the baths hall on the eight days has become a routine to him and he expect nothing to be different from his previous days. But he notice something different when